Xu was because the old woman had no children by her side, and seeing that Duanmu Qing was really pitiful, she stayed ruthlessly, and Bai Mei nodded and agreed, and finally the two stayed here for three days before leaving.

He left some silver for the two old men, and went to the west of Qingzhou City.

Han Ling locked down the city to find someone, she didn't hear about it, but she didn't want to think about it.

The child is gone, but the wound is still bloody in the heart, painful and tormenting.

This time, the two of them were still dressed in extremely simple attire, and the sweet potatoes were no longer dodging, but traveling with the two.

The three of them looked like a pair of sisters with a child.

The newly bought carriage was somewhat half-new, and Baimei had cut the price for a while, which was also a disguise, in her words.

Duanmu Qing knew that she was afraid that she would be discovered by Han Lingyan again.

She understands the friendship in between.

But she was not interested at all, at this time, Han Lingyan would indeed be very embarrassed to face when she found her, but it was not necessary to blindly dodge and dodge.

Come to think of it, she really doesn't count him as anyone.

In the past, their husband and wife relationship was based on mutual cooperation, and they were not husband and wife in the true sense.

Later, he married Jia Wenrou, and this nominal couple became even more famous.

In this case, what does she Duanmuqing need to be afraid of, and should she do anything for him?

No, the road is her own, her life is also her own, and her life is her own.

Zhao Yufeng in the previous life, Han Lingxi in this life, if he is unrighteous, why should he trap himself with affection.

She doesn't owe anyone, she lives and does nothing but herself.

After all, people have to insist on something for themselves in order to be meaningful!

Looking at the sunset not far away, the big and the small who were noisily picking up firewood, Duanmu Qing finally showed his first smile in so long.

"Are you feeling better?"

A mellow voice sounded above his head like last time, Duanmu Qing frowned slightly, but did not show any emotion, just said lightly: "It's you." ”

Her calm tone made Ziyi a little surprised, and she fell from the tree silently, without stirring up a trace of dust.

"It seems that your complexion is okay, it seems that you are recovering well!"

This man has never had the appearance of being ordered by others, as if everything in this world is playing out under his eyes.

"He called you?" casually fiddling with the luggage that didn't need to be organized, he asked lightly.

Since no one was surprised, she didn't need to say too much to greet, and Ziyi sat casually on the stone opposite her: "Otherwise? ”

Slightly self-deprecatingly hooked his lips, Duanmuqing nodded: "My words are redundant, besides him, who else can move you?" ”

said and paused: "Does this mean that he has stopped that earth-shattering action?" ”

"Disappointed?" Ziyi rubbed a sachet on his waist, and asked for a long time.

Duanmu Qing was not annoyed, just smiled faintly, did not nod or shake his head.

"Are you going to Jiangzhou now? Go to see the painting boat girl? "His heavy pupils shone with a special light in the setting sun, giving people the feeling that they didn't feel like ordinary people.

However, he was not an ordinary person in the first place, Duanmu Qing thought to himself, can an ordinary person be the leader of the dark guard of Shangdongli's No. 1?

But she didn't answer Ziyi's words, I don't know if she was too lazy to answer, or acquiesced.

"You seem to be ......," Ziyi said, paused for a moment, and beat the stones that had just sneaked up on him the way they came, still continuing what Fang had just said, "became a lot more silent. ”

Baimei over there hurried over, looking tense.

Just before she could speak, Ziyi smiled and said, "You know, you are not my opponent." ”

This sentence made Baimei very angry, and turned her face to look at the sweet potato: "Sweet potato, let's be together." ”

Who knew that the little radish head slipped behind Duanmu Qing quickly, as if he couldn't see him in purple clothes.

"Hey!" Bai Mei was suddenly angry, "You're too spineless, aren't you?!" ”

"What am I going to do with my backbone?" The sweet potato poked out his head and said, "Which guy is a pervert, he wants to beat you, and when you are crying, don't blame me for not reminding you." ”

"You ......"

"Alright, Baimei, come and sit!" Duanmu Qing said to her with a light smile, as if he didn't care about the appearance of Ziyi at all.

Although she felt that this man with heavy pupils was a little dangerous, Bai Mei also knew that the sweet potato was telling the truth, this man had to deal with himself, but he was afraid that he should not move his hands.

Looking at him with vigilant eyes, Baimei sat next to Duanmu Qing and started a fire, it can be seen from her movements that such a thing is still relatively unfamiliar to her.

"Have you had dinner?" Duanmu Qing asked first.

The tone was like that of a host asking a guest who came to the house.

Ziyi didn't feel unaccustomed, shrugged his shoulders, and said no.

"Baimei, cook a little more."

Hearing this, Baimei opened her mouth, but after all, she didn't say a word, and she cooked obediently.

"Thanks!" When Ziyi heard her command, she inexplicably felt comfortable all over, so she simply changed to a more comfortable position and reclined there.

"Then your next task is to follow me?" Duanmu Qing helped Bai Mei add firewood and asked casually.

"Sort of!" Ziyi closed his eyes slightly, but he opened a slit to carefully observe Duanmu Qing.

To his surprise, the woman still had a faint expression, as if it didn't have the slightest effect on her.

"You don't have anything to say?"

Duanmu Qing raised his eyelids lightly and glanced at him: "What did you say?" ”

"Or is it that I'm just following you, and you don't object?"

Ziyi opened his eyes with some inquiring eyes.

"Your martial arts are so high, what's wrong with following me all the way? A bodyguard like you, I'm afraid that no one in the world can afford to use it, and with such a bargain, why don't I take it? ”

Duanmu Qing's words were reasonable, and Ziyi found that he was speechless, so he could only laugh dumbly.

Jiangzhou and Qingzhou want to be adjacent, but because the geographical environment of the two state cities is different, the customs and customs are also a little different.

Qingzhou is on the edge of the Li River and eats by the river.

Although Jiangzhou has the word Jiang in its name, it is actually not close to Lijiang, but it has the largest lake in the east - Qianhu Lake.

Qianhu Lake in Jiangzhou is the favorite place for the entire Dongli and even the world's people and artists to gather.

Every now and then, some famous psalms come out here.

And many scholars and politicians who are unhappy with their careers will also come here in the name of meeting friends with literature, and write their wishes in poems, in the hope that they can make people fall in love and become famous in one fell swoop.

When you come to Jiangzhou, it is easy to make people feel a sense of glamour.

Originally, Dongli was a relatively open country, and when I arrived in Jiangzhou, I could feel this.

Young men and women are not shy about each other, and shopping in groups abounds.

And the women here seem to be more like to dress up than elsewhere.

With a bright smile and a bewitching figure, he doesn't mind showing it perfectly in front of the world.

No wonder Baimei said that this is a good place, and it is true.

"Dare to ask Miss Fang's name, how old is Fang, where does she live? It's polite. ”

Hearing this voice, Baimei, who had always had a charming smile, immediately collapsed.

Can this person be a little more boring?!

Duanmuqing didn't mind, and still walked while enjoying the singing and dancing of Jiangzhou.

"Miss, you see that the people here are all dressed beautifully, let's stop wearing these, walking on the road is eye-catching, why don't we all change our clothes?"

Baimei shook off the sweet potato that was still talking everywhere, and walked forward with a smile and asked.

She has always loved beauty, but during the time she followed Duanmu Qing, she has always been a simple appearance, and at this time, seeing the beautiful women coming and going here, she naturally couldn't help but want to make a fool of herself.

Duanmu Qing smiled and nodded: "It's okay." ”

When the sweet potato heard this, he immediately ran over, puffed out his cheeks and said, "This time I'm coming, I'm coming." ”

"What?" Duanmu Qing was puzzled for a while.

"I'll bargain!"

It turned out that it was Baimei who was bargaining all the way, which made him feel itchy, Duanmu Qing had to smile and nod.

"Shopkeeper, how do you sell this?" The small sweet potato asked, pointing to a set of clothes in a ready-to-wear store.

The shopkeeper was a short and fat man, and when he saw that although everyone who came was dressed plainly, he had an extraordinary bearing, especially the man in purple, and the things on his body were not ordinary products, so he didn't dare to slack off, and immediately stepped forward.

"Guest officer, a set of clothes and materials are very good, you have a vision at a glance, but our small shop wants to come cheap and beautiful, only eighty taels of silver."

The sweet potato immediately frowned: "So expensive? Can there be less? ”

When the shopkeeper heard this, he was a little unsure, his words were said to the man in purple and the woman in Tsing Yi, what did this kid mean by this?

But when he looked up at the two people, he found that the two of them seemed to be completely unaware of the child, still picking their own things.

Isn't this kid with them?

The shopkeeper hesitated for a moment, but still smiled: "Guest officer, this dress is also a penny for a price, but in order to earn a repeat customer, it is not impossible to have a little less, how about you look at seventy-five taels?" ”

"Thirty taels!" The sweet potato had a serious face and said coldly.

"This," the shopkeeper looked over there again, and saw that the two of them were looking at the child again, "then you are seventy taels." ”

"Forty taels."

"This ...... Sixty-five taels. ”

"Forty-five taels."

"Sixty taels!"

"Fifty taels!"

"This ...... Well, okay! It's a friend, it's fifty taels! ”

The shopkeeper put on a painful look, and was about to ask someone to put it up, but found that the child had gone out by himself, so he hurriedly shouted: "Guest officer, your clothes!" ”

Sweet potato looked back at him stunned: "My clothes? Isn't that yours? I didn't buy it again! ”

"But didn't you just negotiate the price with me?"

"I'm just here to practice haggling, and I don't have any money." Xiao Baozi looked at the short and fat shopkeeper with an innocent face, and it was right.

"Do you believe it or not, Lao Tzu wants to practice cutting you?" The shopkeeper's face suddenly turned black.

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Xiaohan: I'm really sorry, dear friends, today Kavinka is too **, I still haven't figured out how to write it all day, upload a chapter first, and then pass it later, don't wait, let's read it tomorrow morning! 638